The two sisters cleared away the table and ended up sitting on the couch with cups of lavender tea.
“Mom used to make the best calming herbal teas,” Selene said reminiscently. She fondly looked at her younger sister. “You remind me so much of her. I may have gotten her looks but you…you have her heart, her personality.”
Melanie gave a nervous laugh. “I don’t think personalities can be gametically inherited.”
Selene looked at Melanie sadly.
“I'm sorry I'm such a bad older sister.”
Then Selene began to sniffle.
“None of what happened is your fault,” Melanie said sternly, reaching out a hand to rest it over Selene’s pale one. For a minute, Melanie looked at their intertwined hands, Selene’s pale hand contrasting with her wheat-toned hand. “It was Sean,” Melanie finally said into t
